Chapter 1 Accident or fate
"Yay! I won!" Sheila said.
"Crud, not again." Layla moaned.
"Man, that's two time in a row!" Drake laughed.
Layla Taylor, an everyday recent High School graduate with long bright light blue hair and golden yellow eyes, was playing the game that her young brother and sister, Sheila and Drake who also had the same colored eyes and hair, love more than anything, Yugioh. They played all the video games, watched all the series, and constantly bought any card they could get their hands on.
"Ha! That's my little girl!" Layla's dad, Jacob, said. from the living room.
"Who's side are you on anyway!?" Layla shouted.
"The side that wins, apparently." Layla's mom, Rose, said as she passed by.
"I swear, you two are too good at this game." Layla sighed.
"We always win because you don't try harder." Drake said.
"Well I'm sorry if I'm not a Yugioh geek like you two." Layla said.
"Hey, it's a great anime!" Drake protested.
"I know. You guys play the actual game, play the video games, and watch all of the different series practically everyday." Layla said with a smirk and a snicker.
"Hey, I mainly watch the original and 5D's! You know that!" Sheila said.
Layla and Drake let out a big laugh since they both knew that. Even if she wouldn't admit it, Sheila was practically in love with the original version and 5D's, mainly the original since she had a tiny, *cough*huge*cough, crush on Yami/Yugi and since Layla actually was getting into 5D's herself.
"But, you really should get deeper into the series and video games." Drake said.
"And we even bought you your own deck so you can play with us." Sheila said.
For a graduation gift, and for a way to get her to play with them, Drake and Sheila bought Layla a deck of her very own since she always had to play with random cards that her brother and sister lent her. Either way, Layla lost every time.
"Yeah, I know. The deck of the Six Samurai. And believe me, I do love them." Layla said.
"You really should practice. Maybe then you can beat us." Drake said.
"Heh. Maybe one day." Layla said, ruffling both of their heads as she got up.
"Are you going riding again!?" Sheila and Drake exclaimed.
It was true. Layla was leaving to her ride her bike just for fun. She loved riding her motorcycle all over the place. She was real good at riding it too. That was a main reason they introduced her to Yugioh 5D's first because of the duel runners.
"You guys know me so well." Layla said sarcastically as she grabbed her helmet that had clear plastic visor over where her eyes would be. She also put on her electric pink leather jacket and black leather boots, along with putting her belt on around the top of her white ripped jeans.
"Hold on a minute!" Sheila called out, running up to Layla.
"What's up?" Layla asked.
"Take this." Sheila answered, holding out Layla's deck in a holster.
"Huh? Why do I need that?" Layla questioned.
"A good duelist takes their decks with them wherever they go." Sheila said, trying to be mature.
"You're just not gonna let me leave until I take the deck huh?" Layla said.
"Yep." Sheila said. With a sigh, Layla took the deck from Sheila and attached it to her belt.
"Besides, that's kind of like we're with you since we gave you those cards." Drake added.
"Heh. You two are something else." Layla laughed, walking out to her motorcycle in front of her house next to her parents' car.
"Don't forget sis, mom and dad will want you home by dinner!" Sheila called out.
With hearing that, Layla waved at her little brother and sister and, after putting on her helmet, took off. She drove around all over the city, so she boasts about being able to drive blindfolded. But, she didn't go out to far this time. Only down a few blocks. When she was stopped at a red light, Layla took out her deck that Sheila and Drake made her bring with her.
"Those two may be total nuts, but they somehow make the smallest things be such a big deal. They really care about this game." Layla thought with a smile. She snapped out of her train of thought when she saw the cars around her moving again. Layla began moving herself, but just as she turned a corner, everything went black.
"...Huh?...What happened?..." Layla thought. She felt herself lying on her back on something hard and cold.
"That's weird...I can't move...and I suddenly feel so tired..." Layla thought.
The reason why she couldn't move was because she was a bloody pulp. Black eye, bloody nose, and cuts and bruises all over her body. She could also feel a few broken bones. She was just barley able to move her eyes around to see what was around her, but what she saw surprised her. Layla saw two cars crashed into each other, another car with a completely totaled front, and her eyes finally landed on a motorcycle that was on its' side and completely mashed up.
"That motorcycle...It's mine...Now I get it...Man, looks like my luck ran out..." Layla thought. She was quickly able to figure out what happened after everything went black. She must've been hit by that car and somehow got involved with those other two cars' crash. Deep down, Layla knew all the damage she took was too much for her. She was already fading away.
"...Damn..." Layla whispered.
"I'm so tired...But, I know if I close my eyes...I won't open them again..." Layla thought sadly. Tears began to form on the edge of her eyes at the thought of it, but her eyes landed on something that stopped her tears. It was the one thing that managed to stay in tact and was close to her.
"M-my deck..." Layla whispered.
The deck her brother and sister made her carry, it was just within arms reach of her, still in its' holster. Even if it hurt her, Layla moved her arm enough to grab her deck and pull it onto her chest. Even as she breathed heavily and in immense pain, Layla's eyes never left the deck that was now on her chest. Soon, her tears formed again and fell down her cheeks.
"...I'm sorry guys...It looks like we won't be able to play again..." Layla said, her voice growing more quiet with every word.
"I wish we could though." Layla thought.
She faintly was able to hear sirens coming closer to her, but as her eyes began to flutter close, the sounds were becoming more and more faint. Just as the lights of the ambulance she was hearing began to come into view, her eyes closed. Her hand still on the deck in its' box on her chest.
A massive stadium full of roaring fans stood in the center of a bustling city. Two people riding special motorcycles appeared to be racing against each other. Above all this, three cloaked figures watched as many innocent people drove on the streets below. But, as they were, a dark purple beam of light erupted from the ground. Destroying everything in sight.
The three men who watched as it happened then reappeared in this place that had a sky of dark blue with white lines crossing across it. Three columns with three thrones on top of each circled around a single purple circle.
"Perhaps that fate cannot be avoided. In the history that man creates, can we not escape destruction?" A cloaked man with a long beard said.
"That's why the three us came back here, is it not?" the teenage looking one said.
"We still have time. Let's just stay relaxed and focus. Bwahahahahaha!" the child looking one said.
"The moment we've all been waiting for has arrived!" an MC announced.
"Who could have predicted things would turn out the way they have!? Was this fate? Was this destiny? Was it nothing more than pure chance?" he announced.
"No! This the product of hard work and never giving up! From Crash Town, she has fought her way up the ranks showing unbelievable courage and spirit! And her name is..." he trailed off.
"... ...Layla."
"...Layla!.."
"... ... ... ...Layla!"
Letting out a gasp, Layla's eyes shot open. Sweat covering her forehead. She could feel herself lying on her bed.
"Wh-what happened? Wasn't I just...and what was with...was that all a dream?" Layla mumbled.
"Are you not ever gonna wake up or what?!" someone shouted.
That made Layla sit up right in her bed and look towards her left, where the voice was coming from. To say she was surprised was an understatement. Right beside her bed was this old man she had never seen before in a cowboy's outfit staring angrily at her.
"Wh-what the?" Layla thought.
"Finally! I thought you were actually dead there for a minute!" the old man said. When he said 'dead', it made Layla's head hurt for a quick second. Layla didn't know what to say or what to do. All she knew was that she was in bed with an old man beside.
"I'm...I'm sorry?" Layla said in a confused tone.
"What's wrong with you today? It's me, Klaus!" the old man said.
After sneaking a peak around the room for a quick second, Layla was able to figure out that it wasn't her room. Now Layla had no idea what was going, so she had no choice but to play along with whatever happened so she could figure out where she was.
"Oh yeah! Klaus, of course!" Layla said with a fake laugh.
"I bet you probably dreaming about being a hotshot turbo duelist again, weren't ya?" Klaus asked me.
"Turbo duelist? That's from Yugioh 5D's, isn't it? What does that have to do with anything?" Layla thought.
"I know you've been saying you want to be a turbo duelist in the City, but that's nothing but a fantasy. Anyway, I'm going to work. I've got gotta go dig up Dyne form the mine." Klaus said.
"Dyne?" Layla questioned.
"Dyne is necessary to make duel runners run, and extracting it is how we make out living here. Anyways, I'll be back later." Klaus said, just leaving Layla in her bed.
"Hey, wait a minute!" Layla called out. But, he was already gone. Now, Layla was left all alone in a place she doesn't know and doesn't recognize.
"Dyne? Turbo duelist? And who the heck was that guy?" Layla mumbled. Just after saying that, Klaus poked his head through the door.
"Oh yeah, I almost forgot. Your deck is on top of the table." Klaus said, closing the door again. Layla jumped after hearing the mention of her deck.
"A real duelist will always keep his deck by his side, no matter what." Klaus added before closing the door.
After hearing that, Layla had a sad smile on her face, since that reminded her of what Sheila said. She soon got over it and got out of bed and picked her deck. Layla scanned over her deck to make sure it was really her Six Samurai deck; and it was.
"Thank goodness." Layla sighed. Leaving the deck on the table, Layla walked over to the only dresser in the room and opened the first drawer, only to see cowgirl clothes.
"Where the heck am I? The wild west?" Layla said.
Still, she couldn't walk around in her pjs, so Layla picked out a hot pink cowgirl vest over a black long sleeved shirt and a long white skirt with black boots. Not too different from her regular outfit from earlier. Of course she also put on a belt she found and clipped a deck holster onto it and placed her deck in it. Before leaving though, something caught her attention.
"Hey. That's a duel disk isn't? Why is shaped like a gun though." Layla said.
It was true. It was a duel disk with some gun shaped attachments. She decided to take it with her as well just in case. It would make duels much easier to do. After clipping that to her belt as well, Layla walked out the door. She stopped right at as she stepped of the small porch.
"Jeez, I was just joking about the wild west thing. Hm...this place does somehow seem familiar." Layla said, placing her hand on her chin. She stood in that spot deep in thought until they were broken when Layla heard the sound of footsteps coming towards her. Layla looked in the direction of the footsteps to see a little boy wearing shorts, a brown shirt, and a green vest.
"Oh, Layla! Good mornin'! I was just coming to get you." the boy said.
"Now a little kid?! Just where the heck am I!?" Layla thought.